The Doctor awoke in a cold sweat. Over and over the Master had invaded his sleep. He had tossed and turned all night and woke up still feeling nauseous. He sat up and rubbed his face from his forehead down his chin before yawning. He looked over the edge of the bed and silently apologized to the TARDIS for getting sick but also thanked her for cleaning it up. She hummed at him, making him smile. Of everything the last year, he had missed her the most. She was his home and his friend, which held everything he had left from Gallifrey. Without her he would be lost.

He stroked her wall for a moment before heading to the shower. The water felt like bliss and he stood under it for awhile before finally washing and getting into clean clothes. He was surprised that he suit felt a little tight, as he had barely eaten the last year. He looked at himself in the mirror and decided no one could tell.

-DW-

He sat at the small cafe with Martha and Jack. Jack was telling some naked escape story and he was half listening as his mind wandered. As Martha moved her arms, her coat shifted revealing the cuts and scratches on her wrist from that year. She quickly covered them again but she couldn't hide them completely. He hadn't missed that when she hugged him and Jack she had flinched slightly. Her eyes hadn't reflected fear but pain from being hugged.

He briefly wondered how badly she had been hurt during the year. He opened his mouth to ask her but shut it again just as quickly. If he asked her they would have to talk about it and he didn't want to damn it. With that last thought he slammed his fist into the table, spilling his tea and causing Jack to go quiet mid-sentence. Martha and Jack just stared at him.

"I'm fine," He said finally, grabbing a napkin to place over the spill.

"No, one said you weren't," Jack responded. He wasn't fine either and understood the Doctor's need to act like everything was normal. He exchanged a glance with Martha before motioning to the server, for the check. The server hurried over with it and Jack quickly paid before the group left. As he stood beside the Doctor and Martha looking out towards the building that housed Torchwood, he was surprised to hear the Doctor ask him to come. His heart beat with joy but at the same time he declined. He just wanted to return to normal. Besides the Doctor would have Martha to look after him. He bid them farewell and headed towards the hub.

-DW-

It had been a week since the cafe, and he was alone in the corridors of the TARDIS. Martha had left him and Jack had declined his offer to come. He was surprised Jack had turned him down but at the same time he didn't blame him. He wandered aimlessly as the corridors stretched before him. He felt sick again and ignored it. He turned a corner and came upon the medi-bay. It wasn't the first time he had come across it and he knew that the TARDIS wanted him to go in it. He turned and wandered the other way, as he turned another corner he found the passage blocked. He tried to turn left and found the medi-bay again.

"If I go in will you leave me in peace?" He asked and she hummed. As he entered the medi-bay the screen came on and started flashing his medical information. He glanced at until. He was running a slight fever and had lost weight. Neither one of them surprised him.

"Wait go back," He said as she quickly skipped over the next information. She went back and he stared at the information next to his stomach.

"You're wrong," He told as he read the word pregnant and statistics on the weight and size of the child growing inside of him. The TARDIS hummed apologetic at him as he sat down hard in the chair.

"I'm not pregnant," He almost pleaded with her to confirm it was some sort of joke. If he was pregnant, that would make the child his. The child would be a constant reminder of the year that never was and the man who had hurt him. He had an easy solution to it though. He stood up and walked calmly over to his medicine cabinet. Just one pill and his problem would be over. He tried to open the cabinet and found it locked. Pulling out his sonic he tried again and found the cabinet to be deadlocked.

"You can't do this to me," He screamed at the TARDIS as he dropped the sonic and tried to pry the cabinet open with his barehands. "I don't want it, you can't make me keep it."

She hummed angrily at him and he ignored her as he kicked her wall. He continued to try to pry it open, he had to get in and get that pill. He barely noticed as he cut his hand on a jagged piece of metal and blood dripped down to his wrist.

"Fine, I don't need that pill. I will take aspirin instead." He threatened the TARDIS.

"Doctor," A voice cried in surprise and he turned slowly to see Martha standing in the doorway of the medi-bay. Behind her stood Jack and he was staring at the Time Lord with pity in his eyes.

"I-I-I," He stuttered before the world went black.